[HP] Guardian

After Harry stayed in Privet Drive for two weeks as usual, he bid farewell to the Dursleys. Cory, the elf of the Potter family, took him directly to the manor, where he would complete the final devouring of the soul film.

Death Eaters occupied the vacant Malfoy Manor. Voldemort was very happy with Snape's return. Not only did Snape get rid of his biggest enemy in his life, but he could also concentrate on helping him prepare the final outcome of the blood exchange. One step potion.

Voldemort suffered from the weakness of emptying his blood every day, and he had waited too long, but soon he would be back to normal.

Snape put the last medicinal ingredient into the potion room, stirred it clockwise three times and then turned off the flame. He waited for the potion to cool down, and calmly poured the potion into the cup.He carried the cup through the dimly lit corridors of the manor, the lights flickering across his face.

"Oh! Severus, it's finally healed." Voldemort sat on the high-backed chair with a ghostly complexion, and Bella knelt at his feet with a crazy light in his eyes.

"Master" Snape offered the potion, bowed his head and waited for Voldemort's order.

"Go down." Voldemort himself was a potion expert, so Snape would not do anything with the potion. Voldemort took a deep breath of the pure taste of the potion and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes" Snape bowed his head out of the room, waiting for the imminent punishment.

Voldemort drank the potion, waited for the blood to drain, he beckoned to Bella, "Come here"

"Yes, master." Bella knelt on the ground, willingly leaning into Voldemort's arms.

"Very well, I will remember everything you have done for me. Bella, your blood will merge with me and live forever with me." Voldemort opened the artery on the side of her neck, lowered his head and pressed his pale lips to her Blood spurting neck.

The feeling of losing blood is not good, Bella only feels that she is getting colder and colder, she is getting closer to the warmth that hugs her, in a trance, she seems to see her most longed-for master, reaching out to herself noble and charming, she smiles She passed her hand over, but was accidentally pushed away. She seemed to hear something screaming, but she couldn't distinguish it, it was so cold...but no one hugged her anymore.

"Ah!" Voldemort pushed Bella away, and fell back on the chair in pain. He felt that something was tearing him, and he screamed in pain while covering his head.

Harry was lying on the alchemy circle, his headache was splitting, his eyes were flickering with uneasy red light, and the light was overshadowed at times. He endured the pain and relied on the magic circle to erode the soul that did not belong to him in his body.

He had made a plan a long time ago. He ground the red gold stone that transformed the curse into powder and let Bella drink it. Then Bella became the new carrier. As long as Voldemort drank her blood, the curse would turn again and he would not die. Indestructible.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that the sky outside is a little bright, Harry raised his eyelids and opened his eyes, his consciousness has not been swallowed, it can only prove that the soul piece has been completely consumed by him.His clothes were wet and dry, and it was cool, but he didn't have the strength to get up to change, couldn't even lift a finger to cast a spell on himself, and soon he fell asleep again.

Malfoy Manor was in chaos. Peter brought breakfast to invite Voldemort to dinner early in the morning. When he opened the door, he saw blood in the room. Bella's body was already cold, and Voldemort lay unconscious beside him. No one knew what happened. what.Only Snape and Voldemort knew about the exchange of blood. Even if Peter listened to it, he didn't understand the meaning given his IQ.

Voldemort was in a coma all day long, and he didn't wake up until late at night. The first thing he did when he woke up was to stab Snape, who had been busy all day.

"Master, it's not me... You've seen the potion, I don't know what happened..." Snape gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, enduring the piercing pain.

"Master...Master..." Peter was so frightened that he also knelt down on the ground. He let out a strange cry, trembling, trying to hide himself behind the cabinet.

"Go and find out what it is!" Knowing that Snape was not lying, Voldemort cursed Snape again, "Wormtail, go!"

"Yes... yes, check what... Master" Peter was frightened to death, and Voldemort's cannibalistic gaze made him sweat profusely.

"Everything" Voldemort wanted to hit someone, he had never seen anything so stupid.

"Yes... yes, master." Peter hurriedly slipped away, fearing that he would lose his life if he stayed for a second longer.

Voldemort looked coldly at Snape, who was lying on the ground with his lips pursed. There was no more powerful chess piece than him, and he didn't want to move him.

Snape endured the bone-piercing pain, but fortunately Peter was quite nimble this time, and ran back not long after.

"Master, it's...it's Bella." Peter shrank his body and curled his hands in front of him, looking like a mouse. "There are many fiery red lines on Bella's body."

Peter's answer made Voldemort feel unbelievable, and he was ready to accept the fact that Snape betrayed him, but he never thought that this woman would be "impossible"

"Master...Master. Could it be... Bella doesn't know?" Peter said hastily. Everyone knew that Bella could not betray the Dark Lord.

"You mean the Imperius Curse?" Voldemort was silent for a moment, Snape had been in the potion room since he came back, and had no contact with Bella, and no one could have done anything under his nose, the only possibility was that a long time ago, let Bella's defenseless man...he thought of Malfoy "that traitor"

"Yes... yes. Only... Draco Malfoy" Peter answered hastily.

[Dumbledore... is still causing trouble for me when he is dead! 】Voldemort said this in Parseltongue. He remembered the unresponsive soul piece on Nagini, and became suspicious of other soul pieces. He had to go and see it to be at ease.

"Severus, you were responsible for killing Dumbledore, but this time you were negligent. I will give you the mission to control Hogwarts. I will wait for the boy to come out by himself." All the messages returned by the Death Eaters , the boy could not be found, but Voldemort knew that as long as the person who killed Dumbledore was placed in Hogwarts, the boy would definitely fall into the trap "The Carlo brothers and sisters will help you"

"Yes...Master" Snape struggled to get up from the ground, he lowered his head to show his submission, and Voldemort's overwhelming anger seemed to calm down.

"Go and call Yaxley." Snape got up in a daze, and staggered out.

"Wormtail, is our guest willing to talk?" Voldemort asked after Snape went out.

"Yes, he said something, please ask the master to interrogate himself." Voldemort himself was not free, and Peter was interrogating Gregovich after he was kidnapped.

"Okay, you go down." Voldemort waved his hand, eyes drooping as if in deep thought.

Harry sat on the sofa and listened to Sirius' chatter. Tomorrow will be the 31st, which is his 17th birthday. Sirius hoped that he could go back to Grimmauld Place to be with everyone, and Harry nodded in agreement.He knew that everyone was trying to cheer him up, that they thought Harry was sad because of Dumbledore's death, but he was actually adjusting to something extra in his soul.Although Voldemort's soul piece is extremely weak, he still has his crazy personality. These days, he has always been a little inexplicably upset. He knows that he is affected by the soul, but luckily he can still control it and won't let it go. This small problem affects the heart.

In the early morning of the next day, Harry apparated to the gate of Grimmauld Place. The fall of the Ministry of Magic was as they expected, and the fireplace was under strict surveillance. All their actions except Apparation was to ask the house elves to help, which Voldemort would never have imagined He despises the elf, how much will play a role.

"Oh! Harry, happy birthday!" The door opened, and Molly, who had been busy early in the morning, came out of the kitchen and gave him a big hug.

"Thank you! Good morning, Mrs. Weasley." Because of Snape's betrayal, they were worried about moving the headquarters, and Regulus promised Sirius to rent out the old house.

Regulus regained control of the inheritance rights of Black's old house with the power of blood. Their mother, Mrs. Black, was first surprised by the sudden resurrection of her son, and then hysterical over the double betrayal of the two sons.But it's a pity... Regulus is not like Sirius, who has no patriarchal authority. He can easily control everything in the Black family. A few words, but she walked through the corridor as if her son had changed her soul, and she immediately closed her mouth wisely.

The temporary residents of Black's old house, the Weasley family and the Malfoy family, are still living in peace for the time being...well...if it wasn't for frequent bickering.

Dumbledore's death, from the bottom of his heart, made Lucius want to quit, but his son who was obsessed with the savior... It's too bad to mention this... If his family Sissy is willing, he plans to give birth to another one, this is hopeless no more.But... he was abandoned by both his wife and son.His dear Sissy chatted with her still young cousin all day long. Because Regulus was imprisoned by time, he was still eighteen or nineteen years old, and he didn't look like a cousin, like ...that holding hand!Lucius covered his face and wanted to cry, he stayed in Azkaban for this period of time, he looked very old, and his potionist ran away before he recovered, which made him feel ashamed to see people.

And his hopeless son, who didn't blink when the savior appeared, Merlin felt a little dizzy...

"Harry! Happy Birthday" Harry hugged Sirius and nodded to everyone sitting here.

"Those slackers are still upstairs, Harry, please go up and ask them to come down, and come down to unwrap presents later" Kreacher's identified master is here, so he is still willing to work, Molly can't compete with him, but he can't be free. I can only make some snacks and black tea that children love.

"Okay." Harry nodded and walked upstairs, Draco also stood up and followed him upstairs.

"Happy birthday" Draco touched his head, he actually wanted to hug, but he was afraid that Harry would not.

"Thank you." Harry nodded, pretending he didn't see Draco's hesitation.Draco's eyes darkened, he knew very well that even though Snape betrayed Harry, Harry was still thinking about it.But...he was in no hurry, Dumbledore's death was a consequence that could never be undone.

Harry knocked on the door one by one. Hermione was the first to open it. She had been up for a long time and was reading in the room. Ginny lived with her. The little girl poked her head out and smiled at him.

"Happy birthday, Harry." He hugged Hermione, and Ginny wished him a happy birthday too.

"Thank you" they spoke in the hallway when the twins next door opened the door.

"Oh! Good morning, Harry, happy birthday!" Fred gasped, and George, still struggling with his toothbrush, congratulated him inarticulately.

"Thank you"

"Oh! Dude! You're back, happy 17th birthday to you" Ron came out of the room, rushed over in surprise and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thanks, buddy." Harry patted him back on the shoulder, and the two laughed.

"Let's go, go down to eat, mom will talk later." George tidied up and beckoned them to go down.A group of brats creaked on the stairs.

When they went downstairs, Arthur Lupine and the others had already returned, and the dining room had been decorated in a fancy way, with a huge 17 stuck in the center of the wine cabinet.

Tonks was talking with his orange hair on Lupin's arm. Sirius was abused and ran to Regulus for comfort, but was kicked by Regulus. Narcissa was laughing while covering her mouth. , Lucius' teeth became even more sour.Hagrid was sitting in two chairs happily talking to Charlie about his Norbert, the dragon girl now renamed Norberta.Bill is fighting for his marriage with Arthur and Molly, because without the Greyback attack, his relationship with Fleur has not yet been approved by Molly.Moody drank his wine alone, his magic eyes rolling.

He was guarding these people, and these people were guarding him, and Harry approached them with a smile. Until this moment, he felt that everything was no longer difficult.It will be different, already different, isn't it?

And in Malfoy Manor, Voldemort got news of the Elder Wand, a lost, powerful wand, enough to make him covet.But... now he doesn't have much time to look for it, the most urgent thing is to check his Horcrux.

Which one should he go to first? Which one is the most dangerous? Dumbledore knows his middle name...Dumbledore may have linked him to the Gaunts...maybe the old abandoned Gaunt house is the least safe The hiding place, the first thing he went to was there...

Lake, certainly not...although there was a slight possibility that Dumbledore would know something about his past through the orphanage.

And Hogwarts...but he knew the Horcruxes were safe there.

Bellatrix... He suddenly thought of his dead subordinate. Even if Bella died, he would still be able to get the gold cup with the key to the vault, but it's not convenient for him to come forward now, so who should go to Gringotts?

Voldemort squinted and tapped his fingers on the armrest. Snape was the most powerful and too clever. He never let him touch his Horcrux.Yaxley is a cunning politician, and he is not at ease.Lockwood was also stuck at the Ministry of Magic.Travers was sent out to scout for news.The Carlo brothers and sisters acted too arrogantly, so there is no need to cause trouble at this time.Peter is the best to control, but the ability to handle things... From this point of view, only Dolokhov is left.

Voldemort left alone, Snape did not breathe a sigh of relief, but was a little inexplicably nervous. This intuition helped him avoid many dangers in his espionage career.He knew that the Dark Lord had been looking for the wand, and he had interrogated the wand maker just now, but leaving so eagerly, Snape was keenly aware that it might not be the wand.He weighed the Dark Lord's recent behavior, it is very likely that the Dark Lord left for the Horcrux, he pursed his lips and was a little worried about the boy, and he didn't know if the soul tablet in the little troll's head had been resolved.At this moment, he hated himself for not researching the potion sooner, and instead let the boy take the risk.

Voldemort went to Gaunt's old house first, and the fact that the ring was missing made him very angry. He hurried to the lake again, but this time...he saw the familiar font on the fake pendant on the small island in the lake, and another... taste.Regulus...his favorite child of the Black family back then, he never expected that well-behaved boy to do such a thing.But this also proves one point from the side, although Dumbledore has noticed the Horcrux, he has not had time to investigate clearly, he is already dead, Voldemort is slightly better than himself, Dumbledore is a little proud, although he is still concerned about his stolen ring Annoyed with the pendant, but calmer than before, he thought carefully.

Dolohov has already gone to pick up the gold cup. When Snape takes over Hogwarts, he needs to check the diadem and the pendant in person... because it should be in Black's house. The most dangerous place is always the safest .

There was a strange white shadow swaying in the lake. Standing there, Voldemort thought of Bella. Maybe he could proceed to the last Horcrux for safety, although he ideally used Dumbledore as a sacrifice and the yew wand as a carrier. .It's a pity that Dumbledore didn't die at his hands, but Bella is also a good choice.

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Lao Fu is so pitiful, a demon king, and the remaining confidantes around him are controlled, and the other is the opponent's boyfriend (┬_┬)